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dantecasillas:

Her comment caused him to let out a low laugh, liking the fact that she was dishing it right back. It pushed him to step it up a bit, however. “A seven out of ten, huh? And yet, you’re still over here, trying to get me out of my shirt. I think I’m more than that and I think you know it, too.” As he spoke, Dante pulled the woman in closer, mocking her movement by running his hands down her stomach. “Why don’t we help each other out? You help me out of this, and in return, I’ll do the same for you.” He cooed. “I hear the bathroom doors here lock, so what do you say? Interested in helping me out?” As he tried to convince her, he slipped his hand under the end of her shirt before slowly sliding it upward as he grabbed onto her waist.

“Think whatever you want, sweetheart. You’re not getting anything from me just yet.” Ava said to her seducer, her voice now cooing in a seductive way. When she felt his hands skim down her stomach, a pit of excited nerves built up in her lower region. She was completely aroused and couldn’t wait to kiss every single inch of him. Listening to his offer, her bottom lip slipped in between her teeth in anticipation. “It will be my pleasure.” As she responded with a wide smile on her face, she leaned close and gently grazed her lips against his. As she did so, her hand trailed to his backside and squeezed it tightly. “Come and get me.” With that said, she removed herself from his grip and headed towards the restrooms. Picking the closest, open room, she walked in, checked herself out in the mirror before propping herself up onto the countertop. Spreading her legs out a bit, she impatiently awaited his entrance.

#( convos. )#( dante c. )#ooc; we can put this under a read more whenever you're ready <333

the-ericripley:

A lot had changed with his sister, but then again, a lot had changed about Eric as well. He wasn’t a scrawny kid, selling drugs behind the high school, who didn’t know anything except Los Angeles. Prison gave him the life experience of traveling and experience different cultures. He had left Los Angeles as a boy, but he had returned a man.

When Ava came up to him, Eric hesitantly hooked one arm around her frame in his own attempt at hugging her back. Even though she was his sister, she was gone for half of his life. They used to be so close as children and now, it felt like he was hugging a stranger. “You don’t need to apologize to me, I turned out fine.” He admitted with a shrug of his shoulders. After clearing his throat and releasing her from his grip, Eric began to shuffle to the kitchen. “You want a beer?” Lord knew that he was going to need one.

“You turned out more than fine, Eric.” Ava said softly into her younger brother’s shoulder. As they both released from the hug, she straightened herself up before nodding to his question. “I’d love one. Thanks.” She said before following him into the kitchen. As her eyes scanned the area, she looked at all the decorations and items scattered around. It looked well, put together, and new to the woman. They weren’t in their old home anymore.

Placing her hands on top of his kitchen island, she leaned against it and kept an eye on Eric. It’s been years since she last saw him so she took in everything she could. He grew up so much and did so without her by his side. Taking a deep breath, she cleared her throat before asking, “How’s our baby brother doing?” She question as she watched his movements. “He looks like he’s doing really well, but I haven’t see him in years.”

#( convos. )#( eric r. )

dantecasillas:

The bar was sort of like Dante’s new home away from home. He was still getting used to being in LA and though he had traveled here numerous times, he had never truly thought about setting down roots. Not that he really had a choice in the matter. So here he was, living in the busy city and getting to know it in the best way he knew how. He had been at the bar for what seemed like hours, and as he leaned against the bar top, his attention was stolen by the woman beside him who had just approached where he was. It was, of course, in his nature to stare, but when she spoke, he had to play around a little. “Eh, I don’t know, I’ve definitely seen better.” He teased, which was pretty evident in his tone of voice.

“I can say the same about you.” Ava teased the man back, playing along with him. Licking her lips, she turned her full attention towards him before obviously checking him out. “I mean, right now I rate you on the hot scale a seven out of ten. If you decide to take this off for me though,” she suggestively skimmed her finger lightly down his shirt, “you might become an eight, if you’re lucky.” She hummed lightly, her tease and flirtation taking over her completely.

#( convos. )#( dante c. )

sebxtaitt:

It wasn’t too often that Sebastian found himself on a bar stool, considering that he usually had his fill of LA’s night scene from his hours clocked in tossing out unruly drunks or checking for fake I.D’s at the door. However, that evening the concept of settling in with a beer and making conversation with patrons seemed like a welcome way to expend a few hours of his evening. “Pardon, ma’am?” He’d echoed, blue eyes blinking slightly, humbled and ever so slightly embarrassed that he’d been caught in the act– surely he hadn’t meant to let his gaze settle so obviously upon the beautiful young woman. Yet, could he really be blamed? “Not sure there’s anyone in this here bar that’d say they didn’t like what they see.” Despite the few years time he’d now spent in LA, his thick Savannah accent still dripped from his manner of speech. “Think I might be able ta’ show ya’ up out on the dance floor though.”

“You, sir, have made an excellent point.” Ava cooed at the man before focusing all of her attention onto him. Licking her lips, she made sure her checking him out was completely obvious. Her eyes trailed down his body slowly as she took in the full view. Meeting his eyes again, her wide smirk grew once hearing his statement. “You think so? I’d love to see you try, handsome.” Without saying anything else, she quickly finished off her drink and approached him. Her eyes hooked onto his, she gave him a suggestive look before hooking one of her fingers into his jeans belt loop. Making her way towards the dance floor again, she pulled him with her happily. As they became one with the crowd, she turned towards him again and said, “Show me what you got.”

#( convos. )#( sebastian t. )#ooc; but liam tho omg major heart eyes ok #also lets plot pls <333

halliehendrix:

“Means he’s a shit bartender who can’t keep the drink in the damn glass. You okay with wearing your order out of here? Because I’m sure as hell not.” Why her boss was okay with hiring him was beyond her. But lately, they had been in the weeds and apparently, that meant they were also desperate. “You got it.” She nodded, spinning around to grab the bottle to pour her another. As the other spoke, Hallie looked down at her arms and chest, looking at her own canvas of art before glancing back up. “Mmm, thirty or so? Give or take. I lost count after awhile. And some I don’t even remember getting, so that doesn’t really help on keeping a tally.”

“He really does that? For fucks sake, your boss needs see clearly so he or she can fire his ass.” Ava stated to her bartender before sighing softly. Looking around the place, it seemed quaint, but a little on the low side. If they were needing an extra bartender, Ava would offer herself if she was taking a break from her current work. “I have some of those too. From here, they look pretty well done. I give props to whoever inked you.” She grinned as she waited for her drink. “I’m Ava, by the way. Ava Ripley. I’m a pretty well known tattoo artist around this joint, so you may of already heard of me.”

#( convos. )#( hallie h. )#ooc; do you have a plan of making me cry because it'S WORKING <333 #i think hallie's a babe so they need to be friends ASAP

Music blasting through her ears, alcohol all around her, Ava was a happy girl. At first, with Ripley being her last name, she was nervous about moving back to LA. Growing up as an outcast, she always thought her family name would have a bad reputation until the end of time. This was the first time she’s been out ever since she’s been back home, so she knew reunions awaited her. Walking off the dance floor, she went to the bar and ordered herself another tequila shots. Leaning against the bar top, she felt eyes on her. “Do you like what you see?” She asked, an instant smirk pressing against her lips.

#larpstart #( starters. )#ooc; assume connections! she's a native and has been back for a month or so :)#also ignore the wall in the gif and that she's half naked ok but don't ignore her facial expressions ok <333

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#( muse. )

romina-sandoval:

“It’s never too early for a Bloody Mary,” Romina grinned before taking a sip of her alcoholic beverage. It was 8 am on a Saturday morning and after the long week she had she felt like she deserved this. Her hair was up in a messy bun, she was wearing an oversized black Adidas long sleeve shirt with her favorite pair of vintage denim shorts. She had literally rolled out of bed to make this 8 am breakfast meet up. “So what’s so urgent that this couldn’t wait?” She sighed. “It better be good because I’m missing out on precious beauty sleep right now. Ya dímelo, que pasa?”

“I can’t agree more.” Ava smirked at the brunette across from her. Lifting her alcoholic glass up, she tilted it in a cheers motion before taking a sip of it. Cocking an eyebrow up at the woman, she listened to her question before answering it by saying, “Like you said, it’s never too early for a Bloody Mary.” She chuckled before setting her drink down. “It’s been rough this past week and i couldn’t sleep, so an alcoholic drink in the early morning is what I needed.” She explained. “I just moved back here a month ago and am still deciding if i’m regretting it or not.”

#( convos. )#( romina s. )

halliehendrix:

“So, is there something else I can get you? My shift here is ending soon and not to like toot my own horn here, but trust me, you’re gonna wanna order from me before the next guy comes in. Unless you’re looking to take another shower for the evening, then, in that case, you are free to ignore me and carry on doing what you’re doing.”

“Another shower? What the hell does that mean?” Ava asked as she peered up at the tattooed bartender. “I’d love another glass of scotch.” She gave her a grin before her eyes trailed down her covered arms. Looking over the tattoos, her head tilted to the side a bit as she examined them closely. “Nice tattoos. How many do you have?”

#( convos. )#( hallie h. )#ooc; ava is a famous tattoo artist so she's going to drool over her tats ok <333

the-ericripley:

WELCOME HOME BIG SIS @avaripley

Since returning to Los Angeles, Eric was given a plate full of responsibility. Between working and taking care of Jack, it was safe to say that he was overwhelmed. A lot of the time he felt alone, because no one could truly understand what he was going through. That was until he found out that his sister was coming back. It had been almost six years since Eric had seen Ava and truthfully, he had mixed feelings about their upcoming reunion. Ava had left the family in a time of need, leaving Eric alone without his big sister to guide him. A part of him had always resented her for leaving, but at the end of the day, Ava was family and he cared about his family more than anything.

Sitting on the couch with Jack beside him, the two were watching the Dodgers, Jack’s favorite team. That was when there was a knock at the door and before Eric could react, Jack jumped up to answer it. “Ava!” Jack yelled, pulling into her a hard hug. “I have so much to show you, do not move, okay?” The biggest smile crept over his features as he rushed to his bedroom. That was when Eric stood up after taking a long swig of his beer. “Welcome home big sis.”

Standing outside of her brothers house, Ava looked at the front door and took a deep breath. She had mixed feelings, but now she was happy to finally see her family after all of these years away. The last time she was in LA was when she was 18 years old. Remembering her last day perfectly, all she wanted to do was leave the city for good. She couldn't be here anymore and she had to explain that to Eric and Jack.

Knocking on the front door, it didn't take long until Ava heard Jack's feet run towards her. "Jack!" She exclaimed with a wide smile on her face before hugging him back. "I'm so happy to see you, sweetie." She kissed his head before nodding. "I'll be right here. I'm not leaving." She watched him run upstairs before her eyes fell on her other brother. "Eric..." Her smile decreasing by the second, her eyes saddened as she looked at him. He's been through so much and she was never there for him. Without hesitation, she approached him and wrapped her arms around his body. "I-...I'm so glad you're okay." She mumbled into his shoulder. Picking her head up, she looked into his blue eyes and sighed softly. "I'm so sorry... for everything."

#( convos. )#( eric r. )#ooc; i shall make a tag for him asap <333

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#( muse. )#( tattoos. )

breathtakingqueens

I’m not going to dinner with somebody who eats like a bird, nor do I want to eat like a bird. But its weird: In our business, I’m a size 2 and considered curvy. Its important to remind young women, ‘Listen, even skinny girls have cellulite, even Halle Berry has cellulite, and what you see in photos isn’t totally real.’

#( visage. )

vanessacarlysle

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